"Won't you take a look at those flowers?
You won't see anything like those in Gustaberg, no sir-ee."
"Yeah, yeah, that's nice...
Are you sure we're going the right way?"
"Look at these eyes. Would they lie to you?
Trust me, Fabmeister; I know what I'm doing."
"Um, Thickshell, buddy...I admit that it's kind of hard to see through my Goblin mask,
but this place doesn't look like any forest I know."
"Oh, it must have been a RIGHT at the pond and a LEFT at the rock. Sorry about that."
<Sigh> This is the last time I let a crab show me around town...
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"Maybe we should just call it a day.
I'm kind of tired, and I, um, have to go home and wash my hair."
"No, no. We're almost there, Fabmeister. C'mon!"
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"Ta-da! What did I tell you? Jugner Forest."
"Yeah, this is a forest, all right.
I guess I owe you an apology, Thicksh--wait, what is that!?"
"A walking tree!?"
"Y-y-you don't want me. I t-t-taste t-t-terrible. Here! It's the fat, juicy Goblin that you want!"
Why that conniving crustacean...
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Granted, this guy's pretty scary. But you know, when you get a closer look, he's actually kind of cute. What? You don't agree?
Man, you people and your warped sense of taste!
To be continued...?
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